Cultivation, I have a world of high martial arts

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the square were talking about it.

"Hiss~ This year's reward seems to be more generous than before!"

"This is a mid-grade foundation-building pill, which can't be bought in the market for two thousand spirit stones!"

"Unfortunately, I am only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and there is no hope of winning the first place in the competition..."

Lin Chen looked at the excited disciples around him, all with eager expressions on their faces.

"The first place in the Changchun Sect competition, this reward is quite generous..."

Lin Chen also thought to himself.

The first place in the competition, several rewards added up, I am afraid it is worth three to five thousand spirit stones.

Moreover, in order to ensure fairness, the sect set up four arenas.

There are also four first places in the competition.

In addition to the fierce competition among outer disciples, the competition among inner disciples is not that fierce.

Just like the arena competition for less than five years that Lin Chen participated in.

Representatives were sent by each peak, a total of 32 disciples.

Most of their strengths are between the sixth and ninth levels of Qi Refining.

As long as you stand out from the 32 disciples and become the first in the competition, you will receive a generous reward.

"However, compared to the previous batch of disciples, they still have a considerable advantage..."

Lin Chen looked at a group of young men in disciple uniforms not far away.

Most of them were around 18 or 19 years old, and their cultivation was also in the late stage of Qi Refining.

There were even one or two with outstanding qualifications, who were almost perfect in Qi Refining.

Compared with the new batch of disciples like Lin Chen, the previous batch of disciples practiced for three more years.

Whether it was the richness of their cultivation or the mastery of magic, they undoubtedly had many advantages.

Just as Lin Chen was thinking, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Lin Chen, this time in the sect competition... I will defeat you head-on!"

Lin Chen looked back and saw that the person who spoke was Li Zhenqian.

"Daoyou Li..."

Lin Chen was halfway through his speech when he suddenly froze. He saw Li Zhenqian's appearance clearly.

Thin figure, messy hair draped behind his head.

His face was extremely pale, with only the area around his eyes dark, as if he had put on smoky makeup.

"Uh, Fellow Daoist Li, have you gone astray in your practice?"

Lin Chen asked tentatively.

It's no wonder that he was suspicious, because Li Zhengan looked like a demon cultivator practicing magic.

After hearing what Lin Chen said, Li Zhengan opened his mouth, but finally held back his words.

He just snorted coldly and said:

"Lin Chen, I will definitely defeat you, see you in the finals!"

After that, he turned his back and left Lin Chen with the back of his head.

After a while, when he turned around, he could no longer see Lin Chen.

Li Zhengan's eyes flashed with resentment.

"Damn it, are you still looking down on me... After this time, I will let you know who is the first genius of the sect!"

Li Zhengan's eyes were filled with confidence.

After being hit by Lin Chen one after another, he regrouped, couldn't sleep at night, and practiced day and night.

During this period, he studied refining equipment, making pills, and setting up formations, wishing that he could split a day into 48 hours.

And he finally entered the eighth level of Qi Refining a few days ago.

This speed of practice is terrifying among the new disciples.

Even those previous disciples who entered three years earlier may not have a higher cultivation level than him.

So it has to be said that human potential is really endless.

Especially for a true spiritual root cultivator like him, if he is determined to practice, his cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.

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On the other side, Lin Chen didn't care about Li Zhenqian.

For him, whether to take the first place in the competition depends on his mood.

"Hello, I am participating in this sect competition on behalf of Danfeng."

Lin Chen handed over the disciple token and registered with the elder.

"Danfeng disciples, you haven't participated in the competition for more than ten years... It's a novelty to send you this year!"

After the elder in charge of the competition registered, Lin Chen drew a number plate.

The number was thirty-two. According to the rules, he had to compete with the disciple who drew thirty-one.

After drawing the number, there was a long waiting time.

Number thirty-two, ranked last, Lin Chen was the last group of disciples to compete.

"This competition officially begins!"

With the order of the sect master, the competition was in full swing.

Lin Chen stood under the ring, observing the competition between the disciples on the ring.

Fire-inducing technique, water element method, wood entanglement...

Various fancy techniques emerged one after another, bursting with five-color light on the ring.

After watching for a while, Lin Chen commented:

"For Qi Refining cultivators, the most practical one is the weapon control technique!"

"Five Elements Techniques consume more true essence and have limited power. The effect is far less immediate than the weapon control technique in Qi Refining..."

At present, Lin Chen does not have many techniques.

He only seeks perfection.

The Wood Hidden Art has been perfected by Lin Chen.

Under the cover, as long as Lin Chen does not burst out his cultivation with all his strength, even the Jindan cultivators cannot see through it.

The Spirit Control Technique is even easier for Lin Chen to use, and it is his best method.

In addition, Lin Chen has also mastered Yin Wood Power and Rejuvenation Technique, which can burst out with impressive power.

While Lin Chen was constantly thinking, the results of more than ten competitions had been decided.

As expected, the winners were all the old disciples.

The few new disciples of the sixth level of Qi Refining were all defeated.

"The next match will be between No. 23 and No. 24..."

After the elder made the announcement, Li Zhenqian jumped onto the stage.

His opponent was a senior brother at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and judging from his cultivation, he was close to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Lin Chen originally thought that Li Zhenqian would be easily defeated, but he didn't expect that this kid really had something.

Relying on the earth thorn technique, he reversed the situation at the critical moment and won the game.

"Tsk tsk, after all, he is a true spiritual root cultivator... it's reasonable that his magic is more powerful!"

Lin Chen said in his heart.

"The winner is No. 24 Li Zhenqian!" The elder's voice came from the stage.

After winning, Li Zhenqian did not rush to step down.

He stared at Lin Chen under the tree with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Lin Chen, I will defeat you! I will be the first in the competition!"

Li Zhenqian's voice was loud, and the disciples and elders in the square looked at him frequently.

There were also a few more eyes on Lin Chen in the distance.

"Then Li Zhenqian is the only true spiritual root cultivator this year? What is Lin Chen's background?"

"He is a Danfeng disciple, the first one to enter the Qi Refining Stage this year."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that there is a lot of grudge between these two junior brothers!"

"However, getting the first place in the competition is too self-important! For decades, no disciple has been able to get the first place in the competition in the first year of entry!"

Listening to the discussion in his ears, Lin Chen looked at Li Zhenqian on the stage again, his eyes were already somewhat resentful.

"On the first day of entry, Master told me that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind..."

"Damn it, I just wanted to get the first place in the competition honestly... Now, everyone in the sect has noticed it."

Lin Chen thought helplessly.

The Qi Refining Stage disciples can't fight for a long time.

Soon, the elder on the stage announced.

"The last match of the first round will be between Disciple No. 32 and Disciple No. 31..."